take a breath

take a knee

let it all out

repeat as needed

these puzzles, juxtaposed, the
vertical alignment set, the axes
in four dimensions, it’s all numbers
and equations and mathematical concepts
linked to a genetic makeup, shaken
and stirred by the social contract.

your mores, my mores, i’ll take some more
the merrier we go round.

look between the lines the answer
is always there- you just have
to know what you are looking for
and yes, bono, i know, i know, etc..etc…

the start is the beginning
a journey with a single
step right up and win a prize
if you can guess
correctly (and therein lies the rub)
how we roll, where the music plays,
the calliope churning, the
lights of the bazaar, the smell of
field and humanity.

which is witch and who is who?

enter the clowns, the court jester,
the soothsayers, and let them
spin their yarns and tell their tales
as you are lost in the cacophony
of excessive symphonic and
optical overload, static, static, static.

we drown ourselves in the
prescription of the day,
seeking happiness, seeking
relief, seeking that cozy
leather recliner chair next
to god in the big
living room in the sky.

my sins are somehow
greater than your sins
because i don’t go to church
and someone, somewhere
is really trying to keep score.

look for the moment to
make yourself heard
the time to make your move.

peace can only be found
in the breath, the heartbeat,
the dying of the light.

it’s the quiet you crave
the peace of the night,
the moon and the stars,
the simple smell of pine boughs
burning, the camaraderie of friends,
the taste of life once again
on the tip of your tongue.

but we- HAH!
we are never content to sip
solely from the nectar of
tranquil cups.

so we ride the horses that brought us here
and we endeavor to persevere, this zen
koan, this enigma, this
nut we are dying to crack, forgetting
that all things are rendered unto
dust by time and the creator.

these things we will
hide in the meaning of the way
as tomorrow unfolds
like a mizzen
upon the sea.